Here is where I used to document my attempts to train for marathons, ultramarathons, and triathlons. Now I chase my two toddlers, and occasionally fit in a run around working and sleeping.

Tuesday, October 16, 2012

Like it never happened

I forgot to mention how I did on my Hartford goals. I went into the race with two goals, to not hate the race like I did at the Marine Corps marathon, and to come up with a Halloween costume. I loved the race, so I nailed #1. Unfortunately, I have no ideas for a Halloween costume. Please help me here.I decided to make Monday my rest day for the week because my left knee had that "I ran 26.2 miles on uneven roads" feeling to it. Unless you've had that experience that last sentence probably sounded insane, but it's real, I swear. Usually when I skip runs I spend the time either sleeping or laying on the couch, but this time I managed to put away the four loads of laundry that Kari was nice enough to let me do at her house. If people want the pleasure of our company, we have to offset gas costs somehow, so the most obvious way is to use their washer and dryer for free. We're such classy guests.Tuesday morning I did a 7 mile run. I expected it to be super slow because even though I'm not at all sore from the marathon, it usually takes me a few runs to feel back to normal. I surprised myself by running at a 9:09 average pace, like the marathon never happened. I'm not sure what to attribute this to - the sports massage? The post race run? Compression? The red velvet s'more brownies? Half a deep dish pizza the following day? Hard to say.With both my fall marathons out of the way, it's time to commence JFK 50 freak outs. My run today was filled with thoughts like "who in their right mind signs up to run 50 miles?". Just one month from today, it will be the eve of the big event, so get ready for a month of freak out posts. Of course, one month from today I'll be extremely busy watching vampire on vampire violence, so JFK won't even be on my mind.

Say what you want, Jacob's abs are hot

There's nothing like a good race to make you want to sign up for a billion more races. I still have the Fire on the Mountain 50K in two weeks as my last pre-JFK race, but I'm already looking at the spring. After spending months and months focusing on 50 miler training, I get anxious thinking about life afterwards. I really want to focus on training to PR in a marathon. My 3:59 at Hartford wasn't easy, but it also wasn't a hard effort, and I definitely had more in the tank. I want to see what I can do if I focus on speedwork and actually taper.

Of course, before all that I will be taking a nice long break from training and or running after JFK. In fact, I'll be taking a break from all movement other than spoon to mouth for at least 24 hours post race.

Uh, you already ran a 55 mile race, so this is nothing for you. Easy peasy. This one has crowd support and mile markers, you're going to love it.

I feel like Katniss would be an easy costume for you since you have the headband and shirt already. You just need a Nerf bow and arrow set. Are you looking for a couple costume to do with Eric? I saw a really funny couple on where the girl had pig tails and a lollipop and her BF was in a coach's outfit with the name Moe Lester on the back. I laughed.

Seriously. I love that you just run a million races and act like it isn't a big deal. You're like the most modest bad ass ever in the world. And also, have you seen Abduction? God-awful movie but Taylor Lautner is in it. I watched it on Netflix streaming this past weekend, just to see him....I mean, he is over 18 now :)

Yes to the anxiety for after a goal race - because then what comes next? I think a new marathon PR sounds like an awesome plan. I feel like Twilight played a large role in the weekend of your 55 milers last year, right?

On the bus this morning there was a woman talking LOUDLY on the phone about how she was going to dress as a french maid for halloween. I wondered if she was a street walking and that was her way of getting "customers". Anyway, I don't recommend dressing as a french maid. That's really been done anyway.